genderswitch || Logan

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Jack rolled over and the sun shone through the window across the bed. His hand slid over Logan's body to pull him close and wake him up with drowsy kisses. Except Jack's hand slipped over smooth skin and soft curves and for a split second he couldn't figure out why he'd fallen asleep with Helen. He cracked his eyes and saw who was in his bed...from beneath a curtain of heavy, dark hair. One glance at his hand told him all he needed to know.

"Hey, baby," he said, his voice husky and soft melodic in a way his own never was. "Wake up. You're really gonna want to see this."

He lifted his knee and dragged one soft leg up to Logan's all the way to his hip while delicate fingers traced the soft curve of the side of the his breast.

"C'mon. Wake up."

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Logan protested softly when Jack started to touch him, not ready to face a new day as he squirmed on the bed.

His whines where softer though. Voice higher than usual but husky in a whole new way. ...Well, not that new. It was strangely familiar, and Logan rolled over to look at the woman beside him, his brow knit tightly in confusion before he finally looked down at himself.

"Oh," he said softly, glancing back up at Jack and blinking. "Oh."

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"Good morning," he said softly, leaning in to kiss with lips that were softer and fuller, though it was the same kiss as usual. He felt small and light and graceful in a way he never did. It wasn't like being in someone else's body, wearing it like an uncomfortable suit. He felt like himself...just new.

"You look beautiful," he said, toying with the longer hair.

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"Not bad yourself," Logan replied softly, reaching out to touch the other man curiously. His fingertips mapping out curves that had never been there before. From the slop of Jack's hip to the curve of his breast. Hills and valleys that were just as alluring as the hard lines and rock hard muscle he usually held onto.

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"Mmm, feels good," Jack murmured, kissing Logan again. He tingled all over and there was a vaguely familiar ache between his thighs. It had been a long time since this had happened to him and he hadn't minded all that much the first time. This time around he had the benefit of knowing how his body was going to react.

His hands roamed Logan's skin, drawn to his back. Jack purred softly as he danced his fingers along his spine. It felt like silk beneath his fingertips and he couldn't touch enough. Moving closer, he groaned as soft curves pressed against warm swells, their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces.

"You hungry?" Jack asked, a new body not deterring him from normal morning conversation.

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"I could eat," Logan replied softly, ducking his head a little to press a kiss to the softer curve of the other man's jaw. His lips lingering as he wriggled closer, long legs stretching out lazily.

"I could eat- later," he decided, nudging his knee between Jack's thighs as he grinned and licked one long stripe up the other man's throat.

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He willingly parted his legs to make room for Logan's squeezing once he was settled. Tangled up like this, all warm skin and new shapes, breakfast was the last thing on his mind. Jack tilted his chin up and laughed softly as the dark, wavy hair tickled his shoulders.

"Ohhh...we're not even getting out of bed today, are we?"

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"Only if we can go hunting for food naked and cook it here," Logan replied, squirming eagerly as his hand found the swell of Jack's ass. His hips rocked forward curiously as he moaned, and he gasped as his breasts brushed against Jack's.

"Scratch that. I mean if you go hunting naked, while I watch. Oh, or if we go to the clothes box and find uniforms. I'll be the schoolgirl if you'll be the hot librarian..."

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"Fuck that. I'll be looking for some BDU's," he laughed. He tilted his hips forward and gasped as the pressure changed. Pressure, not friction. Oh, this was fantastic. He palmed Logan's breast, catching the nipple between his thumb and the side of his finger.

"I like the school girl thing, though. Short skirt, knee socks. Do your hair in ponytails..." Just the thought of it had him writhing to get closer, the ache between his legs growing more insistent. One more kiss fell against Logan's neck before Jack borrowed his nose into new hair and inhaled a new scent. Like Logan, and yet so very not.

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When Jack pinched his nipple, Logan inhaled sharply, the sensation spreading through him in a beautiful burst. He'd forgotten what it felt like, and the ache he felt between his legs as he tried to force them shut was enough to make him a little wet.

"Ponytails. Skirts. Yeah," he replied, wiggling as he tried to get more.

Jack was familiar and strange all at once, the way he moved and the way he kissed... that was all the same almost. But the weight was different, and now and then the other man's hair would get in the way, and the breasts.... god, those breasts. Reaching out, Logan cupped one and squeezed softly, kneading it and then ducting his head to take the nipple between his lips. Licking and nipping the tiny nub until it was hard.

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Jack groaned again, the feminine voice dropping in register although never quite reaching the tone he was used to hearing. He shifted a little and gasped at the drag against Logan's thigh. It urged him to bear down, grinding hard against smooth skin.

"Logan," he whispered, pushing for more until he rolled onto his back and pulled Logan on top of him. Slender fingers tangled in the long, light hair and tugged slowly. "Oh, fuck...your mouth..." He couldn't even describe it, so soft and hot against him, the sensation shooting straight down and making him spread his legs.

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Logan's gaze flickered up, large hazel eyes watching Jack as he lapped at the other man's nipple once again, and promptly moved onto the next.

Sucking and nipping, he didn't stop until both, nipples were as hard as diamonds, grinning as he shifted and buried his face between the other man's sizable breasts. A moment lated and he was kissing his way down to the slight slope of Jack's stomach, that small feminine curve that always looked so inviting.

"Could do this all day," he murmured.

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Breathing slowly through his nose, Jack whimpered softly. All day...sure. Yes. Anything, just as long as there was more. His fingers fell from Logan's hair and traced his cheek and shoulders before abandoning him altogether, drawing up his own side to knead his tits and toy with his nipples.

Any given day, he could think of a hundred things to do. This new body, with all new hormones and pheromones and unholy-strong urges had him overwhelmed. "Please," he whispered, practically without voice. "Logan, ohh...hell..."

He spread his legs wider, arching up against the kisses and then drawing away, trying to sink into the bed when it got to be too much. The way Logan's breath poured over his skin made him shiver and squeeze his nipples harder for a second, then he let go with one hand to search for Logan's hair again.

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Grinning, Logan shimmied a little lower, arching like a cat before wiggling a little as he moved lower. His as was high in the air as he rested on hands and knees, though he seemed less self-conscious somehow. Comfortable hiding in the unfamiliar body.

"You slut," he purred, the words falling from his tongue almost gracefully.

"Go on, say it. Tell me that's what you are, Jack," he grinned, turning his head and nipping the inside of the other man's thigh playfully. "Say it, and I'll give you a reason to move like that."

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"Fuck you," he groaned wantonly. "Fuck you, I'm not going..."

But then he felt Logan's teeth and the slide of his hair across Jack's thigh and the curses became mewling whimpers.

"Slut," he gasped. "Please, Logan, fuck. You know I'm a slut. Your slut. Want it. Want you. All of it, just please," he begged, aching for more to the point of trying to slide his hand in to find just a little relief.

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Smirking to himself, he continued to nip and bite his way up Jack's thigh, his fingers sliding down from where they'd been holding the other man's hip, and eventually finding their way between his legs.

Soft petting touches, rubbing and patting the other man in his most sensitive areas, soon became more. Fingers slipping between the folds as he slid one finger into the warm inviting heat, and let his thumb rub against Jack's clit. Gently, slowly, and then a little harder.

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Jack practically arched off the bed as he cried out. His knees drew up and he dug his nails into them to keep his thighs from shaking. It was instinct to roll his hips and buck for more. His toes cracked as the curled, catching the sheet and holding on.

"Fuck me," he begged. "Come on, Logan. Do it. Please. Shit. Ah, there. Right there..."

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Logan wanted to point out that fucking anyone would prove to be a challenge without a cock, but he figured he could improvise. Adding another finger, he pushed them deeper as his thumb slipped away, only to be replaced by his tongue. closing his eyes, he fel into a steady rhythm, fingers and tongue working together as he moaned between Jack's thighs, pausing only when his hair got in his way.

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Between trying to swallow and gasping for breath, Jack choked before he cried out again. Both hands tangled in Logan's hair and he lifter, tilting his hips, seeking more. There was an urgency he wasn't used to and he hated feeling this out of control. Given time, he knew he'd get used to it, but right now all he could do was murmur obscenities like a mantra as he moved against Logan.

Tighter and tighter and tighter and fuck it ached every time Logan's fingers moved into him. He was writhing and begging and couldn't catch a thought other than what it hand to look like, the way his bed smelled like women, and how incredibly good Logan was at this. Good. Good was the last thing he thought before he arched up one more time and felt the tension finally break. He came in waves, so very different than what he was used to and so absolutely perfect that he fell still and melted against the bed.

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Logan didn't stop until Jack went still, looking far too pleased with himself as he crawled back up the bed. Looming over the familiar and yet totally new dark haired woman beneath him, he kissed her once before happily curling up at her side.

His hand came to rest on the other man's hip, and he rested his cheek against his breast as he sighed softly, getting comfortable while Jack recovered.

"I like this," he said, sounding content as he stretched one leg out lazily. "Is it shallow that I kind of want to check myself out?"

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"No," he answered when he'd caught his breath. "Not really. I kinda want to check you out, too." His hands roamed Logan's bare skin once again, tracing every inch he could reach. His palm lingered against Logan's ass for a second before he drew back and swatted him lightly once, then again, then stretched to be able to slide his fingers between Logan's thighs.

"I want to do all kinds of things. Touch you. Taste you. Fuck you. Learn all about you until this wears off."

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Logan gasped softly at the light smacks, wiggling and then squirming as Jack's fingers slid between his thighs.

"That could be a very long time," he warned, a little breathless as he tried to spread his legs a little. "Magic island. Could be stuck like this for weeks... Or just a few hours. You never know."

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Jack seized the opportunity and snaked his fingers in, twisting to rub steady and slow against the slick heat. He moaned softly and ducked his head to trail kisses everywhere he could reach. When he finally felt Logan's ear, he nipped at it softly, then whispered, "Lay back. I want to fuck you with my tongue until you come in my mouth. I'm gonna make you scream, baby. Finger you until you beg me to stop making you come..."

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"Ambitious," Logan gasped, his toes curling and his body aching with want as he twisted a little and then slowly stretched out on his back.

"Can't imagine begging you to stop doing anything..."

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He shifted his hand and dragged his fingers away only to splay his hands against the brand new thighs. None of the muscles Jack was used to...no hours and days of surfing had shaped them. He smiled as he maneuvered between Logan's legs and just took in the sight of him.

"You're fucking gorgeous," he said, licking his lips. "Everything about you."

Kneeling, Jack bent low and traced circles around Logan's navel, spiraling out. He never stopped moving as he kissed and licked and bit lightly across stomach and hips. When he found the seam of Logan's thigh, he followed the juncture and shifted to rest on his hip. He wasn't half as slow or teasing as Logan had been. After the briefest test with fingers and tongue, Jack spread Logan and caught the clit with his lips and suckled as he slid his fingers deep into him.

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At first he'd simply shivered. Gasping, twitching and even laughing as Jack's mouth worked it's way over his new body. Some of it was familiar. The way his mouth moved, the slight pattern to it. It was all very Jack.

However, when the other man's lips moved lower it was an all new sensation. Vaguely familiar but foreign enough that it was a total novelty.

Crying out softly, he lifted his hips and squirmed aven harder than before. He cried out as he spread his legs wider, hooking one over the other man's shoulder to hols him place.